JT typically spends the weekend of Mother’s Day with his other mother, so we celebrated early. As is my custom, I requested a trip to the garden shop for flowers. T and JT were good sports as I walked the rows of flowers. Two baskets of New Guinea impatiens, 3 geraniums, and a flat of pink begonias later, I headed home quite pleased with my floral collection. There were charming cards and we had a lovely lunch. And there is the lingering pleasure of flowers to make me smile.
Happy Mother's Day, y'all!